Teasers, Second Series
by Vickie Tern
Like the first set of Teasers, these are each dramatic monologues
like those made famous by Robert Browning. Sort of. In as few
words as possible each brings a character or the reader to a full
realization of some difficult or hopeless situation or predicament,
and then stops. Any reader's imagination can then carry on the
plot or else move on to the next. So these may seem frustrating,
like coitus interruptus, because there are no necessary climaxes or
foregone conclusions. But that's part of the fun. If many of
these situations seem extravagant or wicked, well, that's life, or
anyhow what some kinky imaginations like to imagine is life.
If you're under 18, invent your own perversions, or else wait.
i.
"Oh, you're so scrumptious! You're such a love! Here, let me give
you a big kiss right now, you sweetie! I don't know if any husband
could ever be more considerate, letting me spend all of last night
over at Bill and Joanie's to relieve my...uh...stress because your
mean old thing doesn't ever get hard any more. I know you didn't
want me to go, and that you agreed only after I pleaded with you,
and only out of love for me. I love you too, though not the same
way exactly, not any longer, sweetheart. And here you are sitting
up waiting for me. Well, let me tell you what happened."
"For one thing, I can tell you right now that Bill's cock hardly
ever gets soft! He even managed to push it into my ass, after
maybe three complete round trips into my pussy! What a shame I
never let you stick yours into me there while you still could, a
smaller prick would have been so much easier on me. It happened so
quickly, too -- I was tangled in bedsheets from one of our previous
fucks, who knows which, God was he horny! and I was exhausted, I
couldn't move a muscle. I told him that, and he laughed, and then
slathered stuff on himself and slipped into my rear end as easy as
if he were sliding into my mouth. God, I felt full, so full I
couldn't help but push myself back at him. Then he started pumping
my ass and finger fucking my pussy both at once, and then there was
no stopping either of us! It was a lot better than earlier with
Joanie and that huge dildo she used to loosen me up!"
"But I want you to come with me tonight, so you can know too how
good it feels to have a stiff cock pumping deep into your ass.
Bill thought your mouth and throat might fit him too if you opened
real wide, and I think it will. And you're certainly entitled to
suck up any sloppy seconds you can manage, I think. You *are* my
husband, after all, and it does seem unfair that Bill gets to do
all of our holes when you don't get at any of them. So I don't
care, I'm going to give Joanie back the rest of the pills she gave
me to soften you up until you'd agree to let him fuck me. Then in
a week or so when you can stiffen your cock again, we can all do
each other. I bet we can even have that orgy I wanted last month
when you didn't!"
ii.
"You're right! I'm sewing you into this corset and brassiere
because I'll want to know you're wearing them every moment you're
out of my sight. Especially when you're at work. Then if you
still want to take those cute little secretaries to those long
lunches at the Starlight Motel, you'll have to explain to them how
come you're dressed the way you are, and I'll have the satisfaction
of knowing they think you're queer."
"They'll think you're queer anyhow, of course. That lipstick I put
on you is permanent, hon. It won't wipe off before you get back to
your office. And by then everyone will want to see it. You see,
I phoned Darlene to be sure to compliment you for deciding finally
to come out of the closet because your new boy friend wants
everyone to know you wear lipstick when you suck his cock. I told
her to be sure everyone at the office knows, so they can
congratulate you too. I doubt many girls will be accepting
luncheon invitations from you from now on. Of course you may hear
from some of the boys, but that I won't mind at all!"
iii.
"Yes, Tony, I'd love to go to the Harvest Moon Ball with you again.
But this time I need to ask you something very special. A little
favor? It's this. Would you mind terribly if I go as the guy this
time? I mean, I really look great wearing my brother's tux, you
know? I wore it a few times this summer while you were out of
town, you know? And his sports jackets and other stuff too, trying
out different things? You didn't know? We really need to talk.
Anyhow, I'll want the girls to think I'm a pretty smooth guy when
I first come on to them at the Ball. Don't worry hon, we're still
going steady, I mean to try my luck only with the girls there, not
with the other guys."
"But if I go as the guy, what that means is, you'll have to go as
the girl. As my date, you see? Don't worry, it's no big deal,
I'll fix you up just fine, no one'll hardly know, you'll look just
great! And there'll be lots of guys there, so you're sure to have
a pretty good time too. Who knows, maybe we'll both luck out, you
never know! And something else. You're already my special fella,
right? Well, you are! Would I ask anyone else to do this for me?
But lover, maybe if you look really beautiful, when we get you
dolled up in a really beautiful ball gown and makeup and all, maybe
I'll be able to think you're my special girl too! You never know.
Then you can have me both ways, you'll never need to share me with
anyone. If you love me the way you say, Tony, you'll do this for
me, and you won't give it another thought.
iv.
"Charlie, you been working on your forehand? Great game! Yeah, I
saw in the showers, you're right about those scratch marks, all
over your back and shoulders, can't miss 'em, they're gonna be a
real bitch to explain to your wife! That secretary of yours is
really something I guess, a kitten behind her desk and a tiger in
bed. I'll be glad to help you out, Charlie, I really will. You
want me to back you up, tell your wife you got scratched when you
went through a glass partition while we were horsing around, that's
what I'll do. You got it!"
"But it won't work, old buddy. Last week I had a great old time
with that same tiger-kitten of a secretary myself. Jesus, talk
about hot? She never quits, does she? I'd of warned you about
her, but you're married, right, so how should I know you were gonna
get it on with her? Anyhow, when your wife saw those same scratch
marks on my back she wanted to know who the hell made them, and I
told her straight out, hell, she isn't my wife. Well, she got so
mad at me she threw me right out of your bed and all the way out of
your house! So when she sees them on you, she's gonna know right
off where you been, old buddy. You're really up the creek! But if
you really want me to throw you through a glass partition, there's
one right there, and I'm up for it. So it's your move!"
v.
"You're cute, Jeff. You really are! For months you keep telling
me how glad I should be to see you, and I keep telling you to go
away, that you're annoying me. But do you listen? You never
listen. There you are, the world's greatest stud, you think, and
I should feel grateful that you want to move in with me!"
"Well, stud, now you've got your wish. Here you are. I'll look in
on you every day to see that your water bowl is filled and to hose
down your cage. If you behave and you're properly respectful
whenever I come down, and you're on your knees with your forehead
on the floor and all, I'll put something in your food bowl too, and
that's a promise. Then maybe in a month we can talk about what you
can do for me, and for any guests I might want to bring down here
to look at you. I'll want them to see for themselves how eager you
are to please me. If you're eager to please them too, and they're
satisfied, no complaints, maybe in six months or a year I'll let
you back into the main house, so you can please us there, and maybe
even get to sleep in a bed again somethimes. But that's up to you.
I've got to go to work now, so think it over! I'll leave the light
on this one time, so you can look around and get used to things."
vi.
"Oh, darling, no married couple can ever possibly be as happy as
we're going to be. We'll be lovers and sisters and best friends
all rolled into one, the very dearest of best friends. I'm so
happy you're going to quit your dull old engineering work and take
that job as my receptionist, because now youll be able to spend all
your time thinking about how to look pretty for me, and you can
wear lots of my clothes to work, and we can get rid of all your old
things. We'll share every moment of our lives, all our dreams and
desires, our most intimate secrets, everything! Even our
girlfriends and boy friends, once your special therapy sessions
finally persuade you that underneath, you're not my boyfriend but
my bisexual girlfriend, just as I'm yours..
vii.
"We were in the same math class, and every morning she wore a
different sweater and a tighter skirt, but there was that same dark
wavy hair, and those same black eyes looking straight into me.
God, she was just beautiful! When she sat down, I swear the seat
kissed her ass. I sure wanted to. Then there were those tits,
floating suspended in mid-air, held up by the curves of her body.
I could never say anything in that class -- there was always a lump
in my throat. And I couldn't volunteer to do problems on the
board, either, because I always had a boner. And I'm a math major,
I know that stuff cold!"
"Well, one day she got back a low grade on a quiz, and I saw my
chance. I hung back until everyone else was gone, and then I got
up enough nerve to ask her if she needed help. You know what she
did? She glanced over at me, and then down at my crotch, and then
back up at me, and she said, 'Sure. I've been watching you, sport!
You want to help me, OK, but I pay you off in advance! So just
take it out right now, that bulge in your pants, and lie down on
the floor, right there. Quick, no hesitation! That's it. Now,
you choose, do I sit on your cock or your face? Just say which,
quick. This offer will expire in ten seconds!' Then she gathered
up her books, and she looked down at me, and she smiled, and she
just waited, and I tried desperately to clear my throat."
viii.
"Yes, dear, I heard you, listened to it all, standing here naked
and a little bit chilly I might add. But I really need a shower
now, with all this cum drying on my skin. So you just listen, I'll
be brief. Yes, you came home from that trip early and found your
faithful wife in your very own bed with one guy in her cunt and
another in her ass, and their money on the bureau. Yes, I'm a
whore, I really am, a professional, and I love the work and I've
been doing it for years, whenever you've gone out of town, and I've
got no apologies. And yes, I understand how you got so worked up
when you saw me wriggling those two guys deeper into me, you got so
angry that you accidentally shot your load all over the bedroom
door while you stood there watching us. I know how that is, I've
had lots of tricks get off watching me fuck other guys. And I
appreciate how now you feel you've been cheated, deceived, and you
want to teach me a lesson, make me an example, by putting me out on
the street to earn my keep while you keep all the money I earn!"
"Well, you need to know dear, what's on the bureau, that money,
that's not my money at all. Not even our money. That's Syndicate
money. I'm on annual contract, salary and fringes, medical plan,
retirement benefits, stock options, the whole package, as long as
I meet my quotas and maintain my hourly earnings. So in effect
what you've just done is volunteered to pimp for me. Here's my
cellular phone number, and my beeper number, you'll need them. I
can handle two more Johns this afternoon, and you'll need to book
me four more for tomorrow, so you better get out there right now
and start hustling. Or else tomorrow I'm afraid I'll be looking
for a new husband as well as a new pimp."
"You see, this place is wired, my boss heard everything you just
said. How else do you think he knows I'm one of his best whores?
He doesn't like hearing his girls intimidated, even by their own
husbands. Here, he wants to talk to you now, Curt's his name, he's
the regional director. He wants to motivate you to be one of the
best pimps he's got, now that you know all about me and I can go
full-time. So take the phone, and you'd better listen real good to
what he tells you!"
ix.
"You sweety! Offering me your husband to keep me company while
you're off on your business trip, because you know I'll miss you?
What a darling! Of course he'd try to get into my pants whether or
not you arranged it -- he always does try. But this time you'll be
away for weeks! And sweetheart, I don't want him. I don't want
anyone else, now that we've found each other. Just you, my
precious angel, I want you!"
"So what I've done is this. I've already had your hubby picked up
by a guy I know who'll take good care of him the whole time you're
gone. He's probably already chained up and begun his training.
It's pretty severe, but my guy is real good at what he'll do to
your guy. It doesn't matter that your hubby isn't gay now, he will
be after my guy finishes with him, trust me. Inside a week, two at
the outside, your hubby is going to be afraid to go near any woman
for the rest of his life. He'll be afraid to do anything with
anyone except suck cock and get his ass humped. He won't have the
balls, you'll see. He'll be useless to you from now on, believe
you me. Unless you enjoy watching a man make love to another man,
or to a dildo bigger even than the one you sometimes strap on to
use on me? But once he's trained and busy with his new friends, by
the time you get back, we'll have lots of time to cuddle up to each
other, because there'll be no more worry he might find out about
us. He'll never come between us again!
x.
"Bobbie, just look at your room! Panties and bras and blouses and
makeup all over the floor, and yesterday's clean laundry still not
put away! That's terrible! If you can't learn to be a proper girl
and keep your things neat and tidy, I'm going to send you to school
in your boy clothes again, and tell everybody that's what you
really are. Then we'll see if all those guys you've been dating
will want to have anything more to do with you!"
xi.
"Barbara, it was wonderful! Everyone who came fucked me! Even
your own brother a few times, I think, and all those guys he
brought with him, they all came in me at least once each, I don't
know, I lost count. The bed was a soaked mess by midnight, and the
last of just the invited guests climbed off me only about a
half-hour ago. He said I'm so sloppy now, so stretched out wide
open, that he couldn't feel a thing. Maybe so, I couldn't feel him
either, that's for sure, and he had a big cock, believe me, a lot
bigger than Jack's."
"So now what'll I do? All that cum is still oozing out of me, and
who knows how much more is still in there? It's all over the
sheets and towels, and it keeps coming! And I'll be walking down
the aisle a few hours from now, and I don't want it to stain my
wedding dress! I want to look perfect for Jack, that bastard, even
though I am still mad at him for not inviting me to his bachelor
party. Well, I guess I'm only a little bit mad, now that I've been
the main attraction at my own party. Maybe now I should forgive
him. Maybe even tease him a little about what I did last night
while he was out with the boys. But only later. Only if it turns
out he can't feel anything either once we've started our
honeymoon."
xii.
"C'mon kid, suck on it! Watch your teeth, dammit! That's better,
and gimme a big kiss too now and then, right there on the tip,
where the pearly stuff comes out. Yeah, that's just great! If you
can't take it down your throat, at least lick the underside up and
down a few times. Like now. Yeah! And didn't I tell you to wear
lipstick and a dress whenever you're fixing yourself up to give me
a blow job? I wanna be able to imagine you're a girl when you wrap
your lips around my cock, not some cocksucking faggot. 'Cause if
you're a faggot when you cuck my cock, what does that make me?"
xiii.
"It was so beautiful, Dora! We spent the whole afternoon together,
and we both feel the same way about so many things. He's such a
gentleman, so very cultured. I'd forgotten how I enjoy his
company, and how very affectionate he can be, and how satisfied a
woman can feel after making love. It was all so easy, so natural!
First we had that light lunch I promised him -- a salad, Boston
lettuce, Romaine, a little Chicory, you know, but with my special
very strong garlic dressing, and lots of herbs. Then we just
talked. When he finally came up behind me in the kitchen and
kissed me, he was so gentle, and his mouth felt so delicate on my
neck that I just melted into him. My heart swelled up and I knew
then that I was a lost woman, head over heels lost. I don't
remember any of the rest clearly, how we got there, but my head was
on his shoulder, and he swept me up, and then there we were in our
bedroom and then our bed, naked and clinging to each other, and he
was already deep inside me, and at that moment I felt so very
complete!"
"His cock is so much bigger than George's, Dora, did you know that?
I'd forgotten how big some men are, after all those years with
George. And he maintains an erection for hours it seems, and he
moved with such tender grace when he first slipped it in and out of
me. Then when he settled in he just pounded me and pounded me,
steady and hard, and I must have just kept cumming because I can't
remember any time with him in me when I wasn't squealing and
shrieking in pure bliss. I'm sure I fainted now and then! He
himself came three times in me, and then began again without
stopping, and finally before he left he managed one more time in my
mouth! So now I've got plenty, and it'll all make a delicious fish
sauce to serve George for his dinner tonight, our juices all
blended, and flavored by the garlic and those different herbs. Oh
yes, the flavor's all still there, I could taste it. Most of it's
still inside me, I want to keep it warm for tonight's supper. I'm
sure George'll think it's as delicious as I do. And George loves
fish. In fact, I mean to serve George fish with that special sauce
every Friday from now on, and much more often during Lent."
xiv.
"Up against the wall, Motherfucker!"
"Mom, not again! I can't get it up again so soon after the last
time!"
xv.
My big sister came home unexpectedly and caught me trying on her
clothes, and boy was she ever mad! She slammed her bedroom door
shut and she said, "Not a word! I thought it was you, little
brother, messing with my dresses and undies! Well, I've got good
news for you! Since that's what you want to be, from now on you're
my little sister, and like it or not you'll wear my bras and
panties and so forth all the time from now on, and skirts and
lipstick too on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school, because
those're days when Dad and Mom get home late, so those are my Miss
Enterprise days. That's when my customers come to call, and I'll
want them lined up in the living room while they wait for me to
service them up here in the bedroom. You'll be my assistant, and
I'll want you to look like a little princess down there, and
welcome them, and while they're waiting I'll want you to suck their
cocks so when I see them they're already on edge and I can finish
them off faster and earn more money off them. But don't expect me
to pay you, little sister! You'll suck strictly for tips. That's
a joke! And also for me not to tell Mom and Dad that you're as
queer as a three dollar bill, which you certainly will be inside a
week, you can be sure of that. Or would you rather have me tell
them right now?"
xvi
"No, wait, that's a huge dog, Mrs. Jamison! Better to wait till
that big bulge at the base of his cock goes down before you try to
separate them. Otherwise for sure your husband's ass'll get torn
up, and then you won't be able to mate the two of them again for
maybe as long as a week. You just heard how painful it was for him
when that knot swelled up to seal his asshole tight, just before
the dog dumped that load of cum into his guts. You heard the way
he screamed and then fainted dead away. And he's still out!
Amazing!"
"You know, women usually buy these trained Great Danes from me for
their own uses -- you're the first to get one as a present for her
husband. It's not for me to say, but he didn't sound too happy
about it, at first, the way he fought those ropes when the dog
mounted him and began to poke into his buttocks. But I've got to
admit, when things got going he really did seem to enjoy it, a
little, to judge by all that moaning and shrieking before he passed
out. A dog really is man's best friend, a very thoughtful gift,
ma'am, the gift that keeps on giving. Well, I'll leave you three
now. I still have that other dog to deliver to that lady down the
block, the one you said had been boffing your husband for months
now, and you only just found out? Yes, I see by the invoice that
you're paying for that one too! I suppose I'll find her gagged and
tied up in her bedroom with her bottom high up in the air, ready
for action, same as your husband? Well, you'll see, she'll soon
prefer her new dog to your husband. My animals can out-fuck any
man, any day of the week!"
xvii.
"My dear, lovely hubby, we're going to have such a good time from
now on! You'll never get me to believe you don't have a talent for
this! It's so wonderful! Just look at you! I'll bet you're
enjoying him as much as I'm enjoying watching you! No, just keep
him in your mouth and keep slurping him, just let him slip gently
in and out until he begins to harden up again. That's it, isn't he
starting to get firm? I thought so! You're so good at this, who'd
have suspected it! Just keep licking and sucking, and pay special
attention to all those delicious pussy flavors I've leaked all over
him for the last few hours, or I might begin to think you don't
love me!"
"To think today I was sure I was going to leave you today! To
think I even had my bags packed! It's so fortunate you came home
early and found us together! I meant to be long gone by the time
you usually come home, but not now, no way! Not with what you've
agreed as a condition of my staying. You were so tearful, so
pitiful, and persuasive, and you promised me everything I wanted,
so I just didn't have the heart to walk out on you! That's right
honey, pull on yourself to pace yourself, to sense what it's like
for him and not let him get too excited too soon. But don't bring
yourself off! Don't let yourself cum, not now, not ever! Don't
even try to hump the air if you should feel yourself getting close!
>From now on I want to keep you hard up and horny, eager to suck on
any cock any time. I want sucking other men's cocks because that's
the big thing in your life from now on. My, look how he's already
getting so thick he hardly fits into your mouth -- earlier today
when I tried to fit him into mine I couldn't, his cock head was
like a tennis ball! Just stretch your lips as far as they'll go,
and keep sliding up and down! Oh, I get so deliciously wet
thinking about how he feels when I'm squeezing all that meat into
me and he's pumping himself even deeper into me. You're really so
very sweet, agreeing to look after my lovers' needs, no matter
what, just so I won't leave you. Of course I'll stay, now."
"But do you have any idea how busy you'll be? No matter I suppose.
>From now on I'll try to think of you as my sweet little extra added
attraction, whenever I meet a new man and want to try him out. At
least three of your golfing buddies are going to be surprised to
see you getting them primed to fuck me one more time. You didn't
know? Well, don't look so sad -- they'll really appreciate you in
a new way once you've wrapped your mouth around them. In fact, as
a regular thing, when I'm too sore to keep going I think I'll leave
you alone with whoever's up here, so you can get to know each other
in your own ways, and do whatever men do with each other. You'll
love that too I'm sure! Especially once you're all stretched out
for fisting -- men sometimes ask me if I'll let them, and I have to
tell them no, but now they can fist you! No fear, dear, you'll
soon have your fill of cocks coming and going at both ends!"
xviii.
"No, of course she's not yours for keeps, silly, just for the
weekend, while Marcia and I are getting it on together in the
country and you're stuck here in the city taking care of business,
and deciding if you really do want for us to keep seeing each
other. She's only supposed to keep you company till I get back
Monday morning. I asked her to keep you busy and out of mischief.
She'll do whatever you ask her to do of course -- blow jobs,
assfucking, she'll even french kiss your asshole -- has anyone ever
done that for you? Well then, you have a real treat coming! Last
Spring she was just like you, as passionate a lover as any I've
ever had, but she did grow tiresome, and when I told her it was
over she just came apart! Tears? She pleaded she'd do anything I
asked if only I'd let her stay. Well, I still have Marty and Tim
hanging around on call for whenever I really feel I need a cock,
you remember them, I couldn't get rid of them either at first?
They're both a lot better hung than she was. So I had no use for
yet another man. But she did insist she'd do anything! So I had
her altered, and then I sent her to Judy Laverne's for training in
all the techniques a girl needs for high-level whoring. And that's
what she's been doing for me ever since, especially when I have to
leave town for a few days, like now, and there's someone special I
want to keep happy, like you."
"So you be sure to keep her busy, and don't worry, she'll do
whatever you like, no matter how weird or nasty. No, seriously, I
mean it! Anything at all -- you really have no idea how thoroughly
Judy trains her girls! Just remember to keep your hands out of
the front of her panties is all, and don't let her put her own
hands there either. Her cock is still mine, no matter what she may
try to tell you, and I never let it cum or go anywhere!
Understood? So she'll stick to business, pleasing you! Then when
I get back on Monday I'll ask you how far you're willing to go
yourself to stay with me, now that our little affair's cooling
down. Are you willing to go get yourself a tuck here and a snip
there, and then spend some time at Judy's place? I don't need
another Marty or Tim, remember!"
xix.
It never occurred to you that I'm a lesbian? You thought I was
doing all those things to you because I like feminized men? Even
after I got you all dolled up and made up and and perfumed, and
spent night after night fucking you with all those dildos, and
taught you how to suck and lick me into ecstasy top and bottom, and
bought you every stitch of clothes you have on or in your closet,
you thought it was because I loved you in some weird way? Even
when I got you shot full of all those hormones? Well, I have a
confession to make, Donna my love. I really and truly am a
lesbian, and you'll never be the kind of woman I like, with your
oversized clit and no pussy at all. No, I've been fixing you to be
the consolation prize I offer my partners when I'm no longer
interested in them, for whatever use they want to make of you.
That built-in dildo of yours will make a perfect toy for them to
play with now that the testicles that used hang below it no longer
ruin the view.
xx.
No, dear, just sleep. Sleep, you lovely man. When you wake up,
you'll find you're a very different person. So for now, just
sleep, and let the drugs, and the hypnotic suggestions, and all
the conditioning do their work for you. Sleep.
END, TEASERS, SECOND SERIES
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